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Aria's Choice
Author: Stacy Rush

Chapter 1 - Prologue

Author: Stacy Rush
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

      Having a choice is not always a good thing. Take me for example. I had two choices. The first was to keep my pride and continue struggling physically, emotionally, and financially. The second was to swallow my pride and do what needed to be done in order to get through life. Door number two is how I came to be here, kneeling on the floor patiently waiting on one of my owners to arrive. Yes, I said owners. I made the choice to sell my virginity on an auction block in order to pay for my mother’s hospital bills and rent, which was already past due. It was not something that I ever thought I’d do, but when I heard bits and pieces of a customer’s conversation with their friend while I was at work and then they gave me their business card, the wheels in my head started to turn. 

      I was supposed to keep my virginity safe for someone special, but after all the years that I waited, I decided to kill two birds with one stone. Not only would I come out of this an actual woman, but I would be a somewhat rich woman. At least until I paid my outstanding debts. What I had not counted on was the buyer being plural. I was to be shared between friends. 

      As I continue to kneel, I think back to almost a little over a year ago when I was brought through the exact front door that I am now kneeling in front of. The man who purchased my virginity had explained some of the rules on the ride here, explaining that those who he would be sharing me with have different tastes than he did. He is the only one for whom I have to kneel. As long as I make myself available to all of them at any given time, the others will not make me kneel. Punishments are a different story. “They love punishing bad girls,” he told me. That statement had scared me at the time, and I tried to figure out if there was a way to give the money back and go home. 

      They stripped me right there in the foyer and inspected every crevice. If memory serves me, I tried running out the door, even being butt-ass naked, but they caught me around the waist, and I experienced my first spanking. Nothing surprised me more than to find out that getting spanked does delicious things to my body. The two of them enjoyed teasing me that night as they waited for the other friend to show up. I was ashamed that my body would betray me like that, but I was also hoping that it would mean that losing my virginity would not be as bad as I thought it would.

      Finally, I hear voices outside the door, pulling me from my thoughts. My knees still are not accustomed to kneeling for long lengths of time, so excitement fills me at the sound of his voice getting closer. There is a second voice following him, and my heart skips a beat. I love all my men, but there is a special place in my heart for the one who has held that spot for the last nineteen years. When the door opens, I am greeted with, “Hello, Baby Doll.” I lean into the large hand sliding through my hair. I am then lifted onto my feet when I hear, “There’s my beautiful girl!” and I’m crushed into an embrace before his soft lips dominate my own. It is within these arms that I feel most at home.

      When I was finally introduced to my third and final owner, it was as if the world tilted. I stopped breathing for a moment and the room started to spin as I became dizzy. I believe it was the first time that I came close to fainting….

(Flashback)

6 Years Old 

      “Will you marry me, Knox?” I try handing the dark-haired boy a handmade ring that I had made out of a dandelion stem. We have been best friends since he and his parents moved next door to us a year ago. It took him about a week or so for him to warm up to me with my energetic attitude, though. I think I scared him just a little bit. My mom used to say that I could have been the energizer bunny in another life, but he finally accepted that he couldn’t get rid of me that easily and now we are inseparable.

      Knox is sitting on the ground under my tree house, playing around an ant hill with a stick. He’s been in a bad mood since he came out to play with me, making me think that his parents were fighting again. My friend always gets quiet and occupies himself with anything he can when his parents get like this. Most likely, his dad came home drunk again. It’s how the fighting usually starts and then Knox comes running over to my house.

      Still not answering my question, I sit down beside him, and shove the handmade ring close to his face until he looks me in the eye with his light blue eyes. “Knox Hamilton, I asked you a question!” I smile sweetly, “Are you going to marry me or not?”

      He slaps the ring out of my hand, “We are too young to get married, Aria!” I watch as the ring falls apart as it hits the ground. “Besides, you are my best friend, so I can’t marry you, silly.”

      Standing back up, I put both my fists on my hips and glare down at my friend, “Why do you have to be so mean? It took me a long time to make that ring for you!” I feel the stinging in my eyes and I’m trying really hard not to let the boy before me see my tears, but I can’t hold back the tremble in my bottom lip. Before I break down completely, I turn around and run back to my house, slamming the door behind me.

      I don’t stop running until I get to my bedroom. Throwing my little body onto my purple princess comforter that covers my bed, I squeeze my eyes closed and try my hardest not to cry. I’ve always been a bit emotional, but since becoming friends with Knox, I try to act tougher than I really am. I don’t want my friend seeing me cry or looking weak. I don’t want him thinking that I’m not tough enough to be his friend. 

      Once my eyes don’t sting anymore, I sit up on my bed and look towards my window that faces our backyard. Scooting my butt to the edge of the bed, I slide down to the floor and take the few steps over to the window. I

expect to see Knox still sitting under my tree house, but he isn’t. I can still see the indent in the grass from where he was sitting, but he’s nowhere to be found.

         A few days later I kick the ground with my foot as I sit on a swing in our yard. It’s Saturday afternoon and I’m bored out of my mind. Usually, Knox and I are together all day long, but I haven’t seen him since I stomped off two days ago, after he threw my ring away. I don’t know what to do with myself without my best friend. There are no other kids in our neighborhood, which is why we became friends to begin with. So, I feel the loss of Knox’s company deeply and sulk by myself in the backyard.

     The shuffling of feet draws my attention and I look up. Knox has his head down as he makes his way over to me. He stops right in front of me but doesn’t look up. The ground seems to be more interesting to him. Keeping his head down, he lifts his arm up before opening his little fist. There’s a circle of twine sitting in the palm of his hand. 

      “What is this?” I ask, trying to figure out what he’s up to. 

      “I’m sorry I ruined the ring you made me, Aria. I didn’t mean to.” His voice is barely above a whisper. “I made one for you and one for me.” He lifts his other hand to show me that he’s already wearing his.

      I’m confused as to why he is acting so shy. It’s not like him. I take the ring of twine from his palm and slide it on the ring finger on my right hand. I take hold of his hand and give it a little tug. His dark head finally lifts and that’s when I see it. The black and blue bruising around the outside of his left eye isn’t hard to miss. Neither is my reaction which is why he holds up his hand to stop me from talking.

      “Don’t say anything, Aria. I’m okay, it doesn’t even hurt.” He tries to give me the smirk that always makes me smile, but he fails miserably.

      “What happened?” I don’t really need to ask because I already know. My best friend tried to protect his mom.

      He shrugs, “You know how my old man gets. I wanted to try and put him in his place when he went after mom,” He touches the bruise and tries to hide the flinch, “but he caught me off guard.”

      My friend always tries acting tough, but I know it’s just for show. “Knox, you are seven years old! How do you expect to beat up a grown up?” I’m not trying to make him sound like a wimp. He needs to know that he is too young to try and fight back like that.

      “Whatever, I can take my old man, Aria. He just got in a lucky shot.” He kicks at the ground.

      I don’t want to make him mad, so I change the subject. “Thank you for making me the ring, Knox.”

      He shrugs again, “I owed it to you.” His blue eyes meet mine, “I was serious about us being too young, though. Maybe these can be promise rings for when we grow up.”

      A big smile breaks out on my face, and I throw my hands around Knox’s neck, “You’re my best friend in the whole wide world and one day you will be my husband, Knox Hamilton!” 

      I fully expect him to push me away, because he’s usually not a hugger, but he surprises me when he hugs me back, squeezing me tightly. I’m not sure how long we stand there hugging each other. It doesn’t matter though because I have my best friend back. 

      When I go to let go, Knox holds me tighter. Before I can say anything, he whispers into my ear. His words stun me, but then another smile forms on my face. He finally steps away from me and shoves me in the shoulder, “Last one to the tree house is a rotten egg!” and he takes off, leaving me standing there, replaying his whispered words….

            “You will always be my best friend, Aria, and one day I will make you my wife, and I will love you forever!”

(End Flashback)

      When I opened my eyes again, I remember staring up at those beautiful light blue eyes from my past. And I decided at once that I had made the right decision. No matter whether it’s right or wrong; my choice led me to where I knew I belonged. It not only brought me to them, but it brought me back to HIM.

 

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